Alexandra, a retired painter, has been told she must move out of her house and into a retirement home. As the play begins, we find her at home in her Brooklyn brownstone, surrounded by Molatov cocktails, ready to ignite them and go out in a blaze of glory rather than be taken from her home. Just as she’s about to light the place up, her estranged son Chris climbs into the second-story window: “Hi, Mom.” So begins a hilarious and harrowing comedy, that explores the roadblocks we all experience in life and asks the eternal questions “who will remember us once we’re gone?”